As a child I once saw Elephants on Blackpool beach.

They lived under the tower, outside rarely seen,

But each morning I believe just as day fully took night

Elephants could be seen.

Like beautiful children holding tails they crossed

That famous promenade, and in my mind camera

Etched forever they will always parade.

 

 

Tram lines like cracks on pavement never standing

For fear of being taken back?

Old age latter asked me that

That they longed for freedom adolescence

Could not comprehend or understand.

All I saw were children like me playing in the sea.

 

 

But if long eye-lashed pools I had gained

A trunken head turned

Tear laden in stare return

Would I have understood there pain?

Perhaps no such tears were shed

Instead the moment simply as I saw it

Like me Just children playing in the sea